Dating My Friend's Daughter

7

N ow I know why they call it falling. Because it’s crazy and fast and you don’t see what’s happening until it’s already over. Cora and I dive headlong into a fall, and it’s like I’m drunk and yet have never seen anything so clearly. The days are spent risking secret glances and kisses in the office, and the nights are spent at my apartment or hers. Before I know it, two weeks have gone by and we’ve fallen into a delicious pattern of sex and flirtation.

As promised, Cora does everything I ask, and watching her do it turns me on the way throwing a match on gasoline sets it on fire. And just like she wants, I punish her. Every night when we get home I spank her. Sometimes on the ass, sometimes on the pussy, always blending pleasure and pain, pushing it further until she comes from one or the other.

Today, I have an idea, and it’s risky, but I think it will add another level to our little game. Cora flinches a little as she sits down in my office, and I can’t hide the smirk that appears on my face, knowing that it’s my handiwork that made her do that. “How are you today?” She glares at me and I laugh. “You want me to stop, all you have to do is say so.”

“No, Sir.”

“I had a thought.”

Cora purses her lips. “Just the one?”

“I think we had a talk about respect.”

Her eyes flash, and I recognize the hunger, the fire that’s behind them. “And I thought I told you I was a bad girl. Maybe I’m still learning my lessons about respecting my elders.”

“Maybe,” I say, glancing at the door to make sure that Ellen isn’t about to poke her head in. “We’ve never done anything at the office besides that first night.”

“No, we haven’t.”

I lean back and smile. “And it occurs to me, that if I’m supposed to be your boss, then I should probably tell you to do things at the office and not just after hours. It would be very irresponsible of me, especially when you’re looking for someone to teach you how to be respectful in the workplace.”

A sly smile spreads across her face. “I wouldn’t want you to shirk your duties as my boss. After all, I did take this internship to learn.”

“Excellent. Ellen is leaving early this afternoon for a doctor’s appointment,” I tell her so that she knows I’ll be alone here. “I’ve uploaded some new code for the checkout interface to the group server. I’d like you to look through it so you can give me your thoughts, and be back here at four o’clock.”

“I’ll be very punctual,” she says, standing to go.

“Cora, wait a second.” I catch her at the door to my office, slip my hand around her waist and stop her from leaving. To any passerby it will still just look like we’re having a conversation. We both know better.

“What would happen,” I ask her, “if I told you to get down on your knees right now.” Her breath goes short, and she looks up at me, eyes wide and dark as she takes in what I’m saying. “Would you do it?”

She doesn’t say anything, so I press her further, strengthen the way I’m pressing her against the doorframe. “If I told you to kneel down and suck my cock in front of this entire office, would you do it? Would you let them watch?” Cora bites her lip, and she nods. “I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes, I would.”

“Good girl,” I say. “I want you to think about that for the rest of the day. I want it to make you so wet that when I get you back to my bed—later, after our little meeting—that I have to lick it off your legs.”

She’s barely breathing now. “Yes, sir.”

“Go.”

And then she’s gone, and I have to adjust my pants again. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun with a girl—woman. No wonder the people who do this full time call it playing.

* * *

T his is such a bad idea . Not because it’s wrong, but because I’m distracted. I haven’t been able to focus on anything but the minutes ticking by and how long I have until she gets back here. I haven’t gotten a single thing done. Thank God for Ellen who’s working in over drive because she’s leaving early. Nothing important is scheduled and she pushes me to clear the smaller tasks off my desk. I owe her more than I can even say because she’s helped keep Jack off my back, making up excuses for why I can’t meet with him about Takedown and the offer to buy the company. I think I’ve seen Jack less in the past two weeks than in the entire time that I’ve known him.

By the time Ellen leaves, I’m more than ready for playtime. Five minutes after that, Cora approaches my door. Four o’clock on the dot. “Being on time will go a long way in pleasing your boss, Miss Bradbury. I’m impressed.”

“I do want to please, Mr. Foster, and I try very hard.”

I wave her forward, and she comes closer, following my hand as I beckon her until she’s standing right beside me. She’s wearing one of those truly mouthwatering pencil skirts, and heels so high I can only call them ‘fuck me’ heels. “Kneel,” I tell her. “Under the desk. As much as I want you thinking about it happening in front of everyone, I think it’s better if we keep this to ourselves.”

Cora sinks to her knees with far more grace than I’d ever be able to manage, maneuvering herself under the desk and between my legs. I undo my belt, and nothing more. “You’re going to suck my cock, nice and slow. Make it last. And you may use your mouth only, for everything. Every time you use your hands I’ll add to your punishment later.”

She folds her arms behind her back. “Yes, Sir.” I can’t wipe the smile off my face as she begins to use her teeth on my zipper, then my underwear. I was expecting to have to help her, and I’m more impressed than I want to admit that she managed to free my cock effortlessly with her teeth.

Her lips close around the tip of my shaft and she does what I asked, nice and slow. I close my eyes and lean back a little, luxuriating in the feeling of her mouth on my skin, of the suction she’s giving. She’s using her tongue in these maddening little circles and I make note to use them on her later—

My office door slams shut, and I jump. Jack is striding across my office and he leans over the front of my desk. “So I’m guessing you haven’t been ill.”

I’ve pulled myself closer to the desk to erase even the chance that Jack might notice that there’s someone under the desk. “Who told you I was sick?”

“That’s what Ellen told Jill for the last week when she asked to schedule our meeting.”

I assumed that Cora would stop what she was doing when Jack first spoke. That she would wait until he had left the room. I assumed wrong. She keeps taking me deeper into her mouth, smoothly and slowly. I told her to suck my cock, and I didn’t tell her to stop. “I’m sorry about that.”

Jack takes a step back. “Is there a good reason for the lie?”

I shrug, trying to keep an air of relaxation. “I am not ready to have that meeting.”

“And you don’t think that was something you could have just told me?”

Cora pulls back, and then sinks down onto my cock, working me into her throat, and for a second I freeze. Fuck that feels good. “Would you have listened?” I hope he doesn’t notice the way

my voice just changed. “You didn’t seem inclined to when you notified me of the offer.”

“You’ll never know now, will you?” Jack says, the expression on his face ugly.

I sigh, hiding the fact that one of my hands is white-knuckling the armrest of my chair. “Jack, it’s Friday. It’s almost the end of the day and it’s been a long one. I promise we’ll have the conversation next week.”

His eyes narrow, and for one eternal moment I think that he knows. But he stands and straightens his suit, pinning me in place with his glare. “We will. It’s going to happen.”

He exits the office with the same abruptness that he came into it with, and I almost melt into my chair in relief. “Cora, what the fuck.”

All she does is laugh and speed up her rhythm. Never in a million years did I think I’d be in that situation—trying to get Jack out of the room because his daughter is under my desk with her lips around my cock. Adrenaline and arousal roll though me. That was terrifying. Exhilarating. We should have done something at the office long before now.

Cora’s teeth graze me, just enough to make me shudder, and I close my eyes and let her work. It doesn’t take long until my breath is coming in time with the movement of her mouth, pleasure building deep inside like it’s behind a dam that’s about to break. And suddenly it does, and holy shit, I forget every time just how good it feels with her.

She sucks me down into her mouth as I come, taking everything that I give her and drawing the pleasure out in long, slow strokes. I look down at her under the desk as she releases me, a wicked grin on her face. “I’m not sure I can put you back with just my mouth,” she says.

“That’s fine.” After that performance, she deserves a break.

I help her out from under the desk after adjusting myself, and stand. “Are you ready to leave the office for today? Because that was just the start.”

Cora’s eyes flash. “The start of what?”